Written in the deep confines of a fantastic eco tourism resort in a town called Ratgama, a few Km down south from Hikkaduwa, where life stands still with just the birdsd and the beasts, the mangrives and the lagoon, and the stuillness of the night thats o
as my feet kissed the lawn.
And I stepped outside,
amidst the stillness of the tide.
Breathing the cool air
that whistled through my hair.
As I sat down to view,
a Water Monitor slid through.
The twittering of the birds,
would have woken up the nerds.
A bright red ball up high,
rolled out into the sky.
Bringing life into the Lagoon;
What a beautiful tune,
That plays itself, every single day.
Poetry by Fazli Sameer
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Written on 2009-11-09 at 13:58
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Eco Village
'Twas the break of dawnas my feet kissed the lawn.
And I stepped outside,
amidst the stillness of the tide.
Breathing the cool air
that whistled through my hair.
As I sat down to view,
a Water Monitor slid through.
The twittering of the birds,
would have woken up the nerds.
A bright red ball up high,
rolled out into the sky.
Bringing life into the Lagoon;
What a beautiful tune,
That plays itself, every single day.
Poetry by Fazli Sameer
Read 559 times
Written on 2009-11-09 at 13:58
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